Monday, January 28, 2008

Sensory Images

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Classwork: In class writing and sharing on the following 3 topics (will be completed tomorrow in class and turned in.)

Sensory images--descriptions/language that appeals to and stimulates specific senses.

This exercise should be completed in long flowing sentences--try to write what comes to mind without stopping or letting yourself be interrupted. Try to feel the words.

Sight--Imagine the most beautiful place you've ever been. Close your eyes and go there. Describe it to a blind person.

Sound--Think about your favorite genre of music. Feel the tune, harmony and melody. Write a sentence that will explain your love of it to a deaf man.

Taste--Envision being trapped on a deserted island, just like "Lost." You are starving, so hungry you're delusional and can almost tast your favorite meal. Describe it.

Homework: Handout, copied below

Today we will judge poetry. As we become more qualified readers, we are skilled enough to judge the worthiness of a poem. Using "The Want of You" answer the following questions in essay form:

What is the central purpose of the poem?
How fully has this purpose been accomplished?
How important is this purpose?

Think carefully and thoughtfully on these questions. Assess the perfection and significance of this poem. Consult the prior class discussions we've had. What literary devices are used, and are they helping the purpose of the poem come out? Be thoughtful and opinionated.

The Want of You by Ivan Leonard Wright

The want of you is like no other thing;
It smites my soul with sudden sickening;
It binds my being with a wreath of rue -
This want of you.

It flashes on me with the waking sun;
It creeps upon me when the day is done;
It hammers at my heart the long night through -
This want of you.

It sighs within me with the misting skies;
Oh, all the day within my heart it cries,
Old as your absence, yet each moment new -
This want of you.

Mad with demand and aching with despair,
It leaps within my heart and you are - where?
God has forgotten, or he never knew -
This want of you.

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